The road narrowed from four lanes down to two, but this stretch still was good pavement. We drove down a very long, steep hill to the Peace Bridge which crossed the Peace RIver. The bridge was open metal grid construction so that I could see down to the water as the trailer bounced around. Then a semi came along and passed us so that we bounced more. My heart nearly stopped, but Rick just kept on driving.
Our campground tonight is very bare bones. We are only about two feet from our neighbor's kitchen slideout. There were not many choices in this empty stretch of road. Again the campground is full of long term campers. But the woods are nice and so are the neighbors who are returning from a coast guard deployment in Alaska. We have no phone, internet or TV service so we will watch old episodes of West Wing and read.
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